dear archimedes

Chapter 49: Serious True Love (1)
When Zhen Ai walked into the library, Yan Su was wearing clean white clothes and white trousers, sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was resting.

There was still a thick plaster cast on his leg. She thought of yesterday, when he got up from the hospital bed, he seemed to be in a bad mood and insisted on going home.

The doctor said that the plaster bandage on his leg would take at least a month of rest before it could be removed. When someone heard this, he immediately frowned.The knife-like cold eyes made the doctor's hair stand on end in fright, and his voice was as cold as gritting his teeth: "Why do you need to restrain me with such a cumbersome thing."

The doctor coughed: "SA, it takes a long time for the fracture to heal, it must be..."

Yan Su quickly interrupted: "External fixation must be used to maintain the correct position of the fracture reduction and prevent it from shifting. I know this better than you. But I know what my bones are doing. They are very obedient and will not shift."

It was as if he was a robot that could take out the parts in his body with a "bang", fiddle with them and put them back in again.

In fact, he has very important business to do, he must immediately seek various methods to solve the problem between him and Zhen Ai, and bandages are too troublesome.

At that time, Haili looked at her son for a long while, but for some unknown reason, she said, "Miss Zhen Ai also needs to recuperate from her injuries. Let the private doctor and nurse go to the castle to recuperate together for a month."

Someone immediately closed his mouth silently, and stopped protesting.

Now, sitting under the stained-glass window, he closed his eyes and meditated, quiet and composed, not at all unreasonable when he lost his temper occasionally.

Zhen Ai's footsteps were very light, and she stepped on the carpet without making a sound.But before he got close, he was startled, his black eyelashes moved, and his amber pupils looked at her quietly.

Zhen Xinxin trembled slightly, and pursed her lips.

It was nice that there were only the two of them in the quiet library with the sunshine in the late spring and early summer.

She went to sit down next to the piano stool, and his right leg, which was bandaged in plaster, rested on the stool, like the clumsy big foot of a baby bear in the window.Zhen Ai couldn't help it for a while, stretched out her hand to cover it, and gently touched the hard, lifeless shell, but a strange warmth and throbbing surged in her heart.

She slowly touched the plaster bandage on his leg, her heart was inexplicably sweet, she didn't dare to look at him, she just lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, how about you?"

Zhen Ai quickly moved her arms, and showed him a demonstration: "It looks scary even after wearing a bandage, but it didn't hurt any muscles or bones!"

She was moving around, and when she turned her head, she saw several thick stacks of books lying on the floor beside the piano, all of which were modern and contemporary women's romance novels, the most conspicuous ones being the complete works of Julie Garwood... Gift, Bride, Obsession ...

Zhen Ai quietly raised her eyebrows, he also reads these books?

"Have you read it all?"

"Yeah." Yan Su nodded honestly, "There are 65 books in total."

"Not missing a single word?"

"Exactly."

He has been home for less than a day.

But she had seen his reading speed before, and she was not surprised.She squatted on the carpet, flipped through it casually, and asked, "Are you tired of reading? Just now I came in and saw you with your eyes closed."

Yan Su shook his head: "I'm cleaning up the memory in my brain and deleting everything I read today." At the end, I added, "Permanently delete, not restore."

Zhen Ai looked up at him: "Why?"

"It's all stuff that doesn't help me and takes up my brain capacity."

There is no romance novel with a genius decryption expert behavior analyst as the hero and a genius biologist with a mysterious girl from a rough life as the heroine.

The hero is either a duke or a general, a prosecutor or a priest; the heroine is either an orphan or a princess, a doctor or a courtesan.None of them had anything to do with their situation.

There is no point of reference and learning value.After watching it for a long time, it didn't help at all.

He still doesn't understand.

He closed his eyes unhappily, and deleted the memories of these "waste books".

Zhen Ai shrugged her shoulders, expressing that she would not disturb his "disk cleanup" activity.

She had never read a romance novel, so she was somewhat curious, picked and picked one, and read one to herself: "ELJames, Fifty Shades of Grey (Fifty Shades of Grey). Does this look good?"

Yan Su opened his eyes immediately, and quickly snatched the book over with his sharp eyes.Zhen Ai was startled, looked at the empty hand, then raised her head to look at him in a daze.

"You can't watch this."

"why?"

"This belongs to..." Yan Su pondered for a long time, his fair face suddenly turned red, "Soft pornography."

Zhen Ai opened her pitch-black eyes, and it took a long time before she said "oh" softly, with a self-explanatory look, Yan Su felt depressed for no reason, as uncomfortable as swallowing an egg.

But no matter what, he couldn't show her.

This book tells the story of a college girl who went to interview an entrepreneur and developed an SM sadomasochism.The heroine's background is too close to Zhen Ai's superficial identity, what if she follows suit?
"Then I won't read it." Zhen Ai tilted her head and continued to pick out books, her gaze was attracted by another book, and she was about to pick it up.Yan Su snatched it away first.

"What is that?" Zhen Ai's eyes were full of curiosity.

"You can't watch this either."

"I see the title." Zhen Ai pouted, "The Story of O!" Miss O's story.

She rested her chin: "Hey, you are blushing."

"It's in the sun." He looked embarrassed, and Qingyi's cheeks became more and more red under the sun.
Zhen Ai chuckled lightly: "It's also...soft pornographic novels."

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Yan Su's face, but he was honest: "This...isn't soft anymore..."

Zhen Ai's eyes were shining, she unconsciously leaned on the pile of books and leaned towards him, and asked curiously: "What is it about? Why is it called Ms. O? This code name is so strange, is there a mysterious organization?"

Yan Su blushed, satisfying her curiosity:
"Well. The story is that a beautiful girl code-named O was sent to a castle by her boyfriend R. There was a group of people there, which can also be said to be an SM organization, abused her with various etiquette or rituals, and put She was trained as a sex slave. Miss O was willing to endure everything because she loved her boyfriend R deeply. Later R gave her to his brother S. And Miss O was still willing..."

Under the colorful sunlight, Yan Su was sitting in a wheelchair, looking down at her; while she was sitting on the floor, with her elbows on a stack of books, her head leaning on her arms, listening leisurely.

She listened carefully, but lost her mind at a certain moment.

The mysterious organization in the story is really ridiculous.But thinking about the SPA organization she grew up in, during those 17 years, she never realized its absurdity.

In that organization, she also has a code name, Miss C.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think, what is Miss O in the organization like? Is it like in this story, who is in dire straits but doesn't know it, and even enjoys it willingly?
The human mind is a strange thing.You think she is pitiful and pathetic, but she has a different worldview from yours, so just come and be at ease.Who is right and who is wrong, there is no distinction.She couldn't figure it out either.

"Yan Su?"

"Ok?"

She raised her head: "Do men like girls who are easy to control like this?"

Yan Su raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is called possession, not liking, nor love." Maybe he felt that what he said was too absolute, and added, "At least in my opinion, this is not love in the true sense."

Zhen Ai smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

The last time he gave a speech at Columbia University, she knew that in his heart, true love is a natural attraction between similar souls.Do not submit, do not cater, free, equal and independent.

She lowered her head and continued to flip through the book: "This title is so special. Men are from Mars, women are from Venus?"

"In astronomy, the ♀ symbol represents Venus, and the northeast symbol ♂ represents Mars. That's how he got his name. However," he said in a loose tone, "the name is very creative, but I have no idea what he is expressing."

The book that helped people improve their EQ lay quietly in Zhen Ai's palm, sweating in her heart: I have taught thousands of people about love and marriage, but I can't do anything about this person.His EQ has been terribly low.

"That's a boring book." Zhen Ai threw it aside as a matter of course, and thought again, "However, not all men are from Mars."

"Ok?"

Zhen Ai smiled softly: "I think Yan Su you should be from Jupiter, haha."

She actually said he was stupid?

Yan Su closed his eyes and ignored her.

Now, he won't mention it. In less than a day, he not only read a lot of books, but also searched for various strategies on the Internet.Buying gifts, talking about love... There are all kinds of things, but any of them seems boring and insincere to him.

The purpose is too strong, and it seems that the intention is wrong.It was as if Zhen Ai was a little white rabbit, and when he gave her a bunch of carrots, she wagged her short tail and swayed into his nest foolishly.

However, he has the IQ to overrule all the courtship guidelines, but he doesn't have the EQ to come up with a brilliant move independently.

He closed his eyes and sat in the sun, the sun fell on his eyelids, it was very warm, and the world was spinning in the blue and red stream of consciousness.

If only primitive.Zhen Ai fell in love with her, knocked her out with a stick, and carried her back to her cave.

He sighed slightly: "I want to become a primitive man."

Zhen Ai tilted her head and raised her eyebrows: "Primitive people don't even wear clothes."

"..." Yan Su's face froze, and he despised himself extremely.This method is rude and barbaric, and it really lives up to the evolution of human ancestors for millions of years.

At this time, the nurse came with a bandage and scissors, as if to change the gauze tied to Yan Su's chest.Zhen Ai retreated to the side, but saw the nurse put the things aside, turned and left.

She frowned, this nurse, do you want the patient to change it by himself?She said unfairly, "I'll change it for you." Turning around,

Yan Su was unbuttoning his white shirt. Hearing this, he looked up at her in surprise.

Embarrassed, Zhen Ai suddenly realized that Yan Su didn't like others to touch him unless she had to. The nurse must be familiar with his temper, so she left alone.And she so volunteered...

Yan Su looked at her for half a second, then naturally withdrew his hand and sat quietly.The shirt was half open, revealing the skin on the chest and the white bandage.Waiting for her to come and undress him and change his bandages.

Zhen Ai really went to sit opposite him, her heart was pounding, but her hands methodically undid the buttons one by one, and carefully removed the original bandage.

He is tall, and usually looks particularly thin in a long windbreaker; but now, she finds that his body is not weak, on the contrary, the muscles of his chest are very tight and smooth, and the lines of his abdominal muscles are also very sexy.

She blushed and her heart beat, her hands trembled when she removed the gauze, and touched his skin several times, ironed and textured.She became more and more flustered.

However, after removing the gauze, Zhen Ai's heart ached violently. There were several scars from major operations on his chest and back, the old and new scars were shocking.He had been deeply wounded by the explosion a few years ago and was said to have nearly killed him.And a few days ago, he still had no hesitation.

Is he for her?She dared not ask.

She carefully wrapped bandages around him, looking at the deep scars, her heart ached again, and she suddenly wanted to kiss them.The thought startled her.

She inexplicably thought of all the things she had with him in the past few months. For the first time, she didn't want to work, so she asked for leave to go to New York with him; she walked in the dark maze, and almost cried when she heard his voice; she was pinned down by Amber, Knowing that he was in danger, her heart was completely cold, and she stabbed the neurotoxin needle into King's wrist frantically and viciously...

She actually likes him, right?

Her heartbeat suddenly became disordered, such a discovery was bright and sad.

She is so dark and humble, but he is bright and warm; and because of this, even in the dust, a flower of joy blooms in her heart.

She smiled happily and lonely, secretly tied a bow on his back, and carefully wrote a line of words "a gift for Zhen Ai" with a blue marker.

It would be great if he could tie a bow and pack him away.

How wonderful it would be if this man was hers.

However, if you don't respond to me, then, I hope you never know.

The days of recuperation were very leisurely.

Zhen Ai woke up from a nap and went downstairs. Passing the corridor, she heard the parrot yelling happily: "Egg, egg, Isaac loves it! Eggs, Eggs, I love Eggs the most!"

Zhen Ai turned her head and saw that there was a rattan basket on the table, with colorful eggs in it, colorful patterns drawn, rainbow, cartoon, hand-painted, watercolor, ink, sky blue, light pink, bright yellow, green, many small ones. The huddled ones are very cute.

The little parrot stood on the basket, fluttering its white wings happily.

Zhen Ai has always liked colorful things, and she couldn't put it down, so she asked the parrot in a low voice, "What is this?"

"Miss Zhen, happy Easter." Marie said.

It turned out to be a basket of Easter eggs.

How could Yan Su buy these things?He has never been a fan of festivals.Zhen Ai was puzzled, and curiously rummaged through the basket with the little parrot.

Suddenly, an angry reprimand came from behind: "Who will allow you to touch my things!"

Zhen Ai was startled and almost knocked over the egg, the parrot also flew up and jumped onto her shoulder, tilting its head to look.

Behind him, Jasmine gritted her teeth and stared at her angrily.

Zhen Ai lowered her head to look at the two eggs in her hand. They found that they were all stolen goods. She hurriedly put them back in the basket and whispered, "I'm sorry, I thought Yan Su bought them."

"If it's his, you can just touch it casually?" Jasmin's face was not bad, but her tone was bad, "I really don't have manners, how did your mother teach you?"

Zhen Ai didn't respond.She was nervous, she didn't feel anything about what Jasmine said.

She was calm and calm, her face didn't even blush, Jasmine suddenly felt a punch into the air, and was even angrier, Haili's mother actually allowed her to live in Yan Su's house, how ridiculous!This girl is dull on the surface, maybe she is cunning and sinister in her bones.

Zhen Ai turned around and went to the library.

"Hey!" Jasmine called to stop her.

Zhen Ai turned around.

"Today is Easter, Yan Su wants to go home for dinner with me, mom, grandma, and Spencer Anne are all here. And you, where are you going?"

She reminded her, we are a family feast, you don't want to join in the fun.

But it was superfluous, Zhen Ai didn't think about that at all, she replied inexplicably: "I'm reading at home."

Jasmin raised her eyebrows: "You mean, go back to your house?"

Zhen Ai thought, it's okay to go home, anyway, she's in good health, she doesn't need to recuperate in the mountains, she nodded: "Where to read is not the same?"

Jasmine was unhappy again.This person really regards Yansu here as his own?Just about to talk about her, Zhen Ai's cell phone rang.

When I picked up the phone, a cheerful female voice said, "Ai, long time no see, what are you doing?"

Zhen Ai recalled for a while: "... Daisy?"

"Didn't I tell you to contact me? Why didn't you call me? Was it written in the palm of your hand, and the handwriting was rubbed off?" Dai Xi would give herself a step down.

But Zhen Ai said honestly: "No. I remember the number."

Daisy: "..."

She intuitively felt that the newly paved steps were torn down by Zhen Ai, and she had a big fall.

She knew that Zhen Ai was not like an ordinary girl, so it didn't matter, she smiled and said to the business: "Ai, so we are from the same school. Today is the Easter party, come and play!"

Zhen Ai said, "Party? It's not fun..." She hadn't actually participated in it.

"I want to paint eggs and pretend to be a rabbit."

Zhen Ai looked forward to it a bit: "Well, okay....Hey, there is a call coming in, so let's not talk about it...Hello? Owen...your house? No, Daisy said that I want to go to the party, you and your family will spend the holidays Well...don't worry...what easter eggs?"

Owen said he gave her a basket of prizes.

Zhen Ai was curious, when the doorbell rang, Marie exclaimed at the door: "Miss Zhen, oh my god! So many eggs!"

The courier brought several baskets of Easter eggs, big and small, real and fake, full of beautiful pictures.There are also chocolate and candy textures.

Didn't you say one basket? Why are there so many?
Zhen Ai rejoiced, squatting on the ground and looking left and right.On her favorite set of easter eggs, there are 13 beautiful little girls drawn on the back of each egg, forming a sentence:

AI HAPPY EASTER!

Love, Happy Easter!
Marie also happily joined in the fun, saying that the little girl on the easter egg looks like Zhen Ai, beautiful and lovable.The little parrot flapped its wings and flew around: "Eggy! Eggy!"

(End of this chapter)